On the Monday he had texted me crying, I dropped everything and ran to him. A month prior he had told me he needed space because he didn’t know what he wanted. The whole drive there my body was shaking from the anxiety that filled it. I didn’t listen then, but that was my intuition telling me not to go, but instead I pushed on… Six days later, I sat at home once again heart broken.
As the header reads, I had thought I would marry my now ex after a trip to Japan. But let's go back a little bit to give some substance to this story.
We all know what "ghosting" is in today's world. This phenomenon, put simply, is when one person in some type of relationship decides to cut off all contact with another, without even granting an explanation or reason. They just decide that, for whatever reason, they aren't ready for a relationship, or, in some cases, just don't want to be with that particular person. I've began to assume that insecurity, lack of emotional maturity, and minimal communication skills are core reasons why people ghost. To put it cruelly, these people just do not want to speak to you anymore. They do not give a reason and a lot of times there are no signs of potential ghosting until they just disappear. It sounds just as cruel and disrespectful as it is. And because of the innate carelessness and emotional cruelty these ghosters cause their ghostees, I will never defend, condone, or accept ghosting as a healthy or fair way to end a "talking stage" or a relationship.
When someone says the word “pain,” you always think physical pain right? A paper cut on your finger that stings like crazy when you find it with hand sanitizer or lime juice. Or maybe when your pinky toe finds the coffee table in the wee hours of the night… Or the pain from just sleeping wrong, you wake up grumpy and grouchy, neck hurts. But you can describe it right? You feel it, eventually you walk it off, or pop a painkiller and carry on. Physical pain is easier to deal with than what many think, yeah there’s extreme pain, no one wants to have to go through... like EVER. There’s at least usually a reason behind it, and maybe a solution in most cases.
Heartbreak. It's used figuratively to describe the pain associated with a loss but it's an all consuming vacuum for those who have experienced it. I myself being one, and I've watched many of my friends experience the same time again.
Chase found himself on the bus, heartbroken and headed to a roach infested, weekly rate hotel, which he would call home for the next four weeks.
Maybe it’s just me, but I never received the "relationships manual" in the mail. For a long time, it seemed like everyone else had received theirs sometime during high school. But no, not me. I jumped head first into my first relationship at the tender age of 16, almost 17. At first, it felt like something that I thought I wanted for so long was finally happening. I mean, it was about time, right? I surely wasn’t getting any younger…
Why does it take us losing important people and significant things in order for us to appreciate them?
Sure, it sounds dramatic. Maybe it is. For six months now, my partner and I had this amazing 10-week road trip across the United States planned out. We wanted to see as many National Parks as we could, and we both wanted our fur babies to see the same. We had the same ideas about traveling and getting out of our comfort zone, and figuring things out as they came along. It all came to a sudden halt just five days before we were supposed to take off. I’m trying to learn quickly to not play the blame game, but what was supposed to be an incredible summer with my boyfriend ended up with me scrambling to figure out everything I’d need to know for a solo adventure for an entire summer across the US.
It didn't take ten minutes before the back door flung open and she stood there in all her majestic mercy.
When my parents first signed me up for driving school in the last week of summer, I wasn't very enthused. Being a very shy guy who didn’t like talking to new people, I knew this was going to be a challenge. Even though I’ve been an athlete all my life, playing high level basketball and volleyball, I still struggle with talking to people.